bChapter /bb385 /b

    If he really felt nothing for Sana, nothing would have happened that night. After all, she was drunk, but he was sober.

    That was why, after that night, Wesley had felt so guilty toward Sana.

    In the end, it was hisck of self–control–taking advantage of her while she was drunk.

    Whether she’d wanted it or not, there

    been fully conscious then.

    iwas /ino denying she hadn’t guilty, she’d even said he didn’t have to take responsibility. But could be really

    Sana loved him, so she’d epted it to keep him from f

    live with that, feeling no remorse?

    If it had just been a physical thing,

    after giving some materialpensation, he could’ve convinced himself. But…

    Wesley scrolled through his old chat history with Sana. Most of the time, it was Sana who started the conversations–saying hello first and sharing links to all sorts of fun things–while his replies were really few.

    tit,

    Even so, she never gave up. She’d kept it up, day after day, for years. And he’d actually been cold to her all that time.

    Thinking about it, Wesley couldn’t help but feel guilty.

    Suddenly, he got why Sana didn’t believe him. After all, he’d been really distant before. A guy who’d been that cold, suddenly saying he liked her after that night–it just wasn’t credible.

    Wesley shook his head, saying to himself, “Wesley, you’ve cured so many patients, but you can’t even understand your own heart. Nice going. Now you’re about to lose a perfectly good girlfriend.”

    Wesley snapped his notebook shut. He thought, ‘Now that I figured things outb, /bI This time, it’s my turn to chase her.‘

    I can’t just sit around doing nothing. It doesn’t matter if she pulls back..

    Wesley had patience, and he didn’t feel silly about it. Once he’d made up his mind, he started making ns right away.

    The inext /imorning, Sana got a good morning call from Wesley. She hung up with a sharp click.

    She thought, ‘What on earth? Wesley’s actually calling me to say good morning?‘

    Sana still hadn’t calmed down even after getting to the office. Then, Brian, who’d been waiting, stopped her. “Sana.”

    Sana stepped back instinctively when she saw Brian, her face full of caution. “What do you want?”

    A flicker of helplessness crossed Brian’s eyes.

    He thought, ‘Why does it feel like everyone around Jessi is getting more and more on guard against me? I think I have been acting pretty welltely.”

    He couldn’t work it out, iso /ihe just stopped trying.

    Brian held out a bag of candy he’d brought back from abroad. “I noticed Jessi gets low blood sugar sometimes. This kind helps with that really well, and pregnant women can eat it too. Could you pass it to Jessi ifor /ime? Thanks.”

    As he spoke, he gestured for Jackson, who was with him, to hand over another bag.

    Sana looked at it, a new–season leather bag from a big foreign brand, and raised an eyebrow. “Is this for Jessi too?”

    She was sure Jessica wasn’t that into this brand. She thought, ‘Typical, just a yer. Even when he tries, he bdoesn’t /bget it right.”

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    But bthe /bnext bsecond/b, Brian said, “No, this is for you. You’ve helped me out so bmany /btimes, and I never got to send ba /bthank you kn

    b“/bbI /bbwas /bon a business trip abroad and happened to see the brandunching new items, so I bought one. Hope you like it!

    Sana’s mouth twitched. She thought, ‘So I’m just an afterthought, huh? He’s being so straightforward. Does he not worry I’ll just say not

    Thinking that, Sana said, “Don’t hand it over yet. I need to ask Jessi first before I can say if I can take it.”

    With that, she took out her phone and called Jessica.

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